A secret project of the Anunnaki, the first post-human phenoclade
The Neo-Soviet marine biomods
Phenocladistics is an emerging field of genetic engineering that differs from gene cleaning, augmentation, and cosmetic alterations. The creations of phenocladistic manipulation are capable of breeding true and creating more of their own kind, providing there is similar blood stock for them to breed with.
Denizens of the frozen tundras and ghosts of the ice sheets, the zherebetz zimna are equally feared and sought after by the hyperborean races
A vulgar name for a very minor creature, granted, yet the whore-spider doesn't seem to mind its appellation.
A chilling wind whips through the hollow. Winter's bite grips your spine. The very air you breath stings. Snow swirls all around you, yet, the trees... the trees are motionless in the gale, unaffected by the cold, biting winds.
The limb that got away and became the symbol of a revolution.
A collection of legendary Chinese horses from actual history and folklore (no. 4 in my Chinse lore Codex)
Be wary of these beasts when traveling through wintry forests!
A flash copy of a person, inserted into an auton, for a variety of purposes
Expies are cheaply made autons with artificial brains.
The largest autons in use, Cyclopes are mechanical giants compared to humans, but just knee high to the average battlemech
Imperfect simulacra, ever attempting to improve themselves, to make themselves better
After the horrors of the Scranja war, Humanity found itself in a predicament that it had not faced since well before the birth of civilization. Scattered to the solar winds, and very nearly the victim of genocide, many of the isolated pockets of mankind faced population bottlenecks, and the possibility of failure from inbreeding. The Synthmen were a part of the solution.
Portraying artificial intelligence as NPCs in a game
They appear to be very dark, overly large worms - perhaps a handspan in length and half as thick as a finger. That and their matt, dull skin marks them as something other than a typical earthworm.
Understanding that the planets in the universe are simply eggs, waiting to be torn apart by the creatures inside, gave birth to more questions than answers.
The Urd-hel are a race of shapeshifters with a twist.
(Post zombie apocalypse)-a tribe of humans
Culture: Drumming circles daily around an arena for their bravest brutes to slaughter their accepted foe, the zombie. Feasts of overcooked zombie flesh (to kill all of the zombie virus present). Wooden fortress that make this tribe in the far future look several millennium behind in technology. Instead of becoming a troublesome and unnatural foe that they seek to cure, this tribe has accepted that Zombies will continue to roam their land and, if the undead were to perish (be cured), this tribe would suffer as well.